Waiting to be killed by someone
Better than to be forgotten
Not a human, nor a citizen
Like a fruit of tree which is rotten
Some cares for casts here
Some cares for sexes
Some cares for class here
Some cares for taxes
I being a human is waste
No one there to care for me
My truth my patience are always on test
Where is the society for me
Some cares for there relatives
Some cares for athlete
Some cares for orphans
Some cares for elites
I talking humanity is of no use
Every attendee is looking for refuse
My thought my dream may be are illusion
Where are the listener for me
Some cares for terrorist
Some cares for enemy nations
Some cares for deligates
Some cares for anti nationals
I talking of patriotism is all in vain
Let our mother nation be in pain
My feeling my emotions are mere a poem
All here are so much caring, it's not an issue of questioning
I am bloody hell mad here and this is just an issue for my poem.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful......Wonderfully written..... :)